She graduated top of the class
Puberty hit last night, kicked my ass.
Don’t need to shake my ass for you
Straight bad bitches i run, through
Bun b, i’m underground king
So everyday my ass i'm busting
I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass
Yes, sir - thank god kinda worried 'bout my ass
'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path
Walk on with your scars, don't turn around
See my ass is always on the ground
I've been a pro, but now i'm profound
That fat ass looks juicy and round
Kiss my ass, cuz my ass made this money.
On they twitter writing novels, see
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